A solo journey

7am, 45 degrees, LeBuzz, on my bike and headed up the mountain. Riding up with the sun, watching the day awaken, before the cars, no other cyclists until Molino Basin. Peaceful, serene, bird songs, sounds of water somewhere in the canyon, a steady constant rythm of the pedals. Solitude in nature is a precious gift.

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